The Peasant Girl’s Concubine’s Name Moves the World

"Da Hui!" A clear voice sounded, and then a silver-gray figure came out.

Da Hui quickly got up and ran to Nalan Jinnian's side, wagging his tail.

Da Hui stuck out his tongue: it stained its teeth!

Bad old man's blood is sour and smelly!

It's going to gargle!

Nalan Jinnian looked at Mr. Wen coldly: "Don't make any decisions that shouldn't be made."

In the night, under the moonlight, his icy eyes glowed with a chilling coldness.

The voice was cold, like pieces of hail hitting Mr. Wen's heart.

Mr. Wen was so frightened that he shivered all over, and felt chills from the bottom of his heart.

Nalan Jinnian looked back at Wen Jiarui and said, "Uncle Wen, I'm leaving."

His tone was no longer cold, and he was extraordinarily polite.

Wen Jiarui nodded.

Nalan Jinnian left with Da Hui.

Wen Jiarui looked at Mr. Wen on the ground with complicated eyes.

Seeing a few small blood holes in his neck, the skin was broken and bleeding: "Dad, are you alright?"

Mr. Wen has wet his pants, worried that he will be found by Wen Jiarui, and his face and dignity will be gone!

"It's alright!" He blushed with an old face, and he couldn't care about the pain in his neck. He quickly got up, covered his neck, and ran away.

Under the moonlight, Wen Jiarui looked at the pool of water on the ground.

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The weather is getting warmer.

The grains of full wheat have bent the wheat ears.

The wheat of the warm family has also reached the eighth maturity, and it is golden in the green bushes, which is extraordinarily festive!

Winter wheat is finally ready to be harvested! !

Wen Jiarui hired more than 50 part-time workers in the town to grab the wheat from the fertile fields in Qianjia Village, because after the wheat was harvested, the fields had to be sorted out and planted with rice.

The fields in the village also hired ten day laborers to help harvest them.

Otherwise, the planting of rice will be delayed one day, and then the rice will be ripened one day later, and then the planting of late rice will be delayed.

The rice seedlings have long been bred by the family.

The field was lively and everyone was sweating like rain!

On the day of the wheat harvest, Nalan Jinnian didn't come because of something. He told Wennuan to record the yield per mu and tell him when the time came.

Wen Jiafu came only after half the wheat was harvested.

He saw clusters of heavy ears of wheat. It was an excitement in my heart!

Standing on the side, he suppressed his inner excitement and asked, "Fourth, this wheat grows so full, how many kilograms per mu!"

Wen Jiarui didn't lift his head: "I don't know, it doesn't count!"

Mr. Wen also came, and he also went down to the field to help harvest the wheat, but he couldn't stop him.

This is what he can do to help the fourth family.

He heard the eldest son's words and said happily: "This wheat is bulging and heavier than the rice we planted. I estimate that it should be five hundred catties! A bumper harvest, this is a bumper harvest!"

Some other day laborers heard it but said: "It may be more than five hundred catties, maybe it is higher!"

They deal with crops all the year round. Looking at the trend, they feel that there are seven or eight hundred pounds, but this is a bit exaggerated, and they don't know if they are wrong.

After all, this is the first time to harvest wheat.

Five hundred pounds? or even higher? Isn't the harvest more than 100 catties better than rice?

Wen Jiafu was very excited when he heard it!

He said happily: "Haha good! This wheat is well-planted!"

After Wen Jiafu finished speaking, he left happily.

He hurriedly went to the county to report the matter to the county magistrate.

The county magistrate looked incredulous: "Are you sure it's 500 catties per mu?"

Wen Jiafu nodded: "Those old crops may have said more!"

"Haha, alright, hurry up and get me a bag of wheat! I'll have someone send it to the capital! The eldest prince takes this matter seriously! The credit this time must be attributed to you!"

Wen Jiafu nodded: "I'll go right now!"

Then left in a hurry.

His footsteps are floating.

Climbing up the line of the first prince, will their family not flourish in the future? !

With this credit, Sister Wan's singing is so good again, at the Qianqiu Banquet, maybe the emperor will make her the princess when he is happy!

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Mai Shou didn't want to go home for dinner, Nuan was with Wang, and Wu cooked at home and sent it to the fields for the day laborers to eat.

Tomato scrambled eggs, sauerkraut stew, sauteed kale, let's not mention how appetizing!

Because they are all healthy ingredients, when you are full, your strength is back, and everyone is cutting hard, not afraid that the arm, face, neck and other exposed areas of the body will hurt and itchy!

After the meal, Wen Jiarui started to use an ox cart to transport stacks of wheat to the drying yard.

Take advantage of the sun now, and quickly dry the wheat.

Wen Jiafu hurriedly returned to the wheat field. It was already afternoon, and the wheat field had been harvested to the end!

He didn't see Wen Jiarui's figure, so he could not help but run to Mr. Wen's side: "Father, where's the fourth brother?"

"He shipped the wheat to the drying yard, what's the matter? What's the matter with you?" Seeing the anxious face of his eldest son, Mr. Wen couldn't help asking.

"No, I want to ask the fourth brother to take a bag of wheat back and try it. I don't know if the winter wheat tastes good or not."

"This wheat hasn't been dried yet, how can I taste it?"

"It's okay, I'll just take it back to the town and dry it. It's not too much, about a few pounds is enough."

Mr. Wen waved his hand: "then pretend to be a little more! I will tell your fourth brother when the time comes that he is not that stingy!"

"Okay!" Wen Jiafu hurriedly packed a small bag of wheat and left.

Because it was only a small bag, not much at all, and Wen Laozi felt that it was nothing to do with a few hundred catties of grain. When Wen Jiarui came back, he forgot to mention it.

The stacks of wheat were transported to the drying yard, and the villagers looked at it with anger.

The village chief only planted one acre of land, and when he looked at the golden wheat in the drying field, he could not see his teeth but his eyes!

Fortunately, he is wise!

Because of the large number of people invited, more than 20 acres of fields were harvested in one day.

Next, the wheat was dried in the drying field for three days. Seeing that it was almost dry, the field began to play again, and the field was raised.

So dozens of people have another busy day!

Tired enough!

Next, the wheat must be dried before the yield can be calculated.

in the study

Nalan Jinnian, Nuan, Liang Zhifu, Ouyang Huaian, Wen Jiarui, the five sat together and began to discuss, where in the entire Nalan country can start winter wheat planting next year.

"Wheat can be planted even in very cold places, but it will take longer to mature. Generally, in warm places, it can mature in more than 100 days. There are also wheat that can mature in more than 90 days.

He said warmly and carefully, and Liang Huanzhang took it seriously.

He has served as an official in many places in Nalan Kingdom, and he has traveled to many places to study while studying, so he knows the climate conditions in various places.

Several people discussed how to promote winter wheat in the counties and towns of Nalan, and when to plant it, so that two crops a year in cooler areas and three crops a year in warm areas.

After getting the results, he wrote a memorial for Nalan Jinnian to review, and when the wheat was dried and the output came out, he quickly sent people to the capital.

Nalan Jinnian said to Ouyang Huai'an, "After the wheat is dried, send someone to put all the grain into the granary, keep it safe, and make wheat seeds next year."

"Okay." Ouyang Huai'an nodded.

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